I see no light, Sun will grow dark And all that evil whisper through me Reached within my heart And while my thoughts screaming to me I know I'm wrong but I don't hear The inner godly voice that tells me To walk the line and to stand still The Savior’s hand around my throat Denied my devoted heart, blackening my soul And our blessed King on his golden throne Keeps saying to my broken spirit that I'm a good man gone wrong All the ripped pages from where I was born Thrown through the floor, keeps slipping right through the fingers of the Lord Like the destruction coming down I shout inside myself without a sound With wicked wings of angels falling That blinds my eyes to knock me down The Jesus hands all around my throat Denied my devoted heart and blackening my soul Our blessed King on his golden throne Keeps saying to my broken spirit that I'm a good man gone wrong The fallen prince on his dark throne Is celebrating on the flames cause I'm a good man gone wrong I'm a good man gone wrong I'm a good man gone wrong I'm a good man gone wrong